天桥

梦中我惊叫着醒来。

又是那个可怕的天桥上掉下来老头的梦。

一滴汗从我的额头上滴下来，照着卫生间的，我看到头发湿糊糊地搭在前额上。
用力甩了甩头，我要忘记梦里的一切。

又在缓慢地过那个天桥，就像慢动作一样。
我下意识地向上看去，梦中那个老头正在朝我笑，然后一头从天桥上跳了下来，我还没来得及踩刹车，他已经掉在我的前风挡上了。

我一下闭上了眼睛。

没有听到重物砸下的声音。

再睁开和闭上的那一刻只在一瞬间。
我预计的血腥的车祸场面却没有出现，只有一片树叶落在了我的前风挡玻璃上。
并随着风从我车上翻滚而下。

我奇怪的看了看后视镜，一切正常，车还是堵成一个长龙。

依旧是一身汗。
我觉得自己好像有了某种错觉。
这种错觉在我眼前已经经历了好几次，每一次做梦后的下午路过的第一个天桥，那个老头一定就在那上面。

这样的场面出现到了第七次，我已经麻木了那个自杀的老头了。
晴朗的秋天终于过去了，寒冷的阴霾渐渐地占据了天空。

又是梦中的那个场景，我已经变得麻木不仁了，没有简慢车速，我高速地冲过的同时，感觉到一个黑影从桥上掉了下来，我本能地向右打轮，车子撞向了一辆正在行驶的奥拓车上，那辆车子翻了几个滚，仰面朝天地躺在了那里，我停下了车子，迅速解开安全带，冲向那辆车……

血，顺着那辆车子流了出来。
一会儿，警车和救护车都来了，警察把我拉到一边，了解着情况。
把车翻过来之后，救护人员把人弄了出来，看到了那个已经没有生气的司机，我瘫坐在地上……

那个司机就是天桥上那个带着笑的老头。

Introduce:My cry in fear is worn in the dream awake.
It is the dream that the old man falls down on that terrible crossover.
A sweat comes down from the drop on my forehead, according to the mirror of toilet, I see in the end send wet paste to build advanced forehead burntly to go up.
Throw a head forcibly, I should forget everything in the dream.
Cross that overline bridge in slow ground again, resemble slow-motion same.
I look subliminally up, that old man in the dream is laughing toward me, jumped from crossover directly next, I still do not have there's still time to step on brake, he has been dropped in me before on windscreen.
I closed an eye.
Did not hear a clog to break the sound below.
Open again be in only momently then with what close flashy.
The bloody traffic accident occasion that I predict did not appear however, on glass of the windscreen before having what a leaf falls in me only.
Roll on the car and fall from me as wind.
I see rearview mirror strangely, everything is normal, the car still is blocked up into to grow dragon.
It is a suit sweat as before.
I feel I seemed to have some kind is illusive.
This kind of illusion had been experienced many times at the moment in me, the first transient afternoon crossover after every time daydreams, that old man is certain with respect to thereon.
Such occasion appeared the 7th times, I already coma the old man that that each kills.
Fine autumn went eventually, cold haze held a sky gradually.
It is that setting in the dream, I had become apathetic, without curt speed, while ground of my high speed has rushed, feel a black shadow was dropped from the bridge, I am hit right instinctively annulus, the car bumps to one is going up in the abstruse develop car of travel, that car turned over a few to boil, face upward to lie over toward heaven and earth, I stopped car, rapid unlock safety belt, bear down on blood of that car …… , flowed down that car.
A little while, patron wagon and ambulance came, the police pulls me at the same time, understanding a situation.
After turning over the car, personnel of relieve a sick or injured person got the person, saw that has done not have angry driver, my paralysis sits in the …… on the ground that driver is that belt on crossover is worn the old man that laugh.
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